Upon hearing Gwen's words, the Pitman could not help but raise his eyebrows. "Very few people know the history of Druil so well."
"Not really. It's no secret that Druil's spells are derived from the divine arts of nature. It's just that the knowledge of the people of this era is too limited," Gwen said casually. "In the Kingdom of Gondor, many of the Druil schools were listed in the Imperial Sacred Hall of Knowledge."
"Hehe, I forgot again. I can't judge you with common sense. You're from 700 years ago." The little old man laughed and began to pack up the tools for making potions. "You're right. Druil's spells are derived from the divine arts of nature in ancient times. In fact, Druil was a pure religion at the beginning, just like the God of Holy Light or the War God Sect. But with the passage of time, many religions declined and disappeared, and those that were barely passed down … either became cults or changed forms like the Druil Sect."
"There are many Druil schools. Heart of the Woods, Spirit of Nature, Feral Sect, Grotto Sect, Elemental Sect … I can name five or six of them. These are the large ones, and there are dozens of smaller ones." Gwen spoke with assurance. "It is said that the division of Druil's schools originated from the 'Fall of White Star' three thousand years ago. The original Druil Sect underwent a great internal change after that incident and disintegrated into many schools of different sizes in a short period of time. You all originally believed in a 'natural deity' without a clear image, but after the fall of White Star, this belief also changed …"
Although Pitman was an unreliable Druil, his spells were enough to prove that he had indeed received the complete inheritance of Druil. So he had no problem answering these questions. "The natural deity has been divided into many images, and each school claims that their interpretation is the most correct. Some believe in the spirit of the woods, some believe in the spirit of nature, and some even believe in the deified spirit of the beasts or elemental spirits … This is not a secret. But unlike other religions, after the division of Druil into many schools, although there are some differences in ideology, we have never really fought. All the schools live in harmony. Even before the establishment of the 'Sacred Covenant', all the Druil schools were peaceful. "
Gwen showed an interested look. "I don't know the specific reason. Can you tell me?"
"Every school follows a code. Druil is different but the same origin. No matter what path you take in the future, Druil will always be brothers and sisters." Pitman stroked his beard. "This is not a simple rule of the organization, but the Druil code. Before accepting the inheritance, you have to swear with your soul."
Gwen touched his chin and silently memorized this knowledge. Then the topic returned to spells and theurgy. "The Druil School's original nature magic was transformed into the Druil spells later. Is this also the process?"
Pitman nodded. "Yes, it was slowly completed in the long time after the fall of White Star and the division of the school."
Gwen: "The last step when you were refining the potion and blessing the potion was actually the trace of the original Druil magic?"
Pitman nodded with a half-smile but did not speak.
This was the Druil magic, the most special 'magic' in the world. It was probably the only magic whose origin could be clearly stated, but its origin pointed to the gods. Three thousand years ago, the Druil was originally a unified school. But because of an upheaval that had become a legend, the religious Druil became a scattered school, and the theurgy they mastered became spells.
Today, these spells still had a little trace of theurgy rituals, such as prayers or certain sacred symbols. But in fact, these 'theurgy parts' had long lost their practical function. They were more of a cultural and spiritual inheritance and sustenance. The more serious Druil would strictly reproduce these useless sacred steps according to the inheritance, while the less serious Druil, such as Pitman, would choose to waste time in the process of casting spells.
But how did theurgy become magic?
These two kinds of power were supposed to be two completely different things. The former came from God and required pious prayer to integrate one's body and soul with God's will to "borrow" a strong power. The latter came from the spellcaster's personal power and understanding of the world. They were different from each other from the source.
After so many years of evolution, Druil magic had become a magic with distinctive characteristics. Just like Pitman preparing runes and chanting spells, these were all using personal strength to trigger 'natural miracles', but standard theurgy did not have these steps.
Therefore, some people had made bold guesses. Some scholars even believed that the Druil three thousand years ago completely stole the power of the gods through some kind of taboo ritual, turning the 'natural miracles' that could only be performed by theurgy into spells that could be artificially reproduced. The so-called fall of the white stars was not a meteor shower at all as recorded in history books. In fact, it was the natural gods who fell from the divine kingdom after losing their authority.
Of course, the Druil would not admit this, but Gwen had to say … it was quite credible.
Of course, he would not mention this in front of Pitman. Instead, he just said casually, "Why do you think only your Druil succeeded in turning theurgy into magic? Why can't the clergy of other sects? "
The old man's face twitched. "You're asking me, but who should I ask? Don't you know my real level? It's already killing me to learn the skills of my own sect. I don't have the spare energy to study other people … "
"Then why do you know everything like cooking, cooking, cooking, divination, reading the stars and taking care of children?"
"… It's different from those …"
Gwen did not continue to pester Pitman on this issue. Instead, he said as if he was talking to himself, "It is said that there was a believer of the God of Holy Light who tried to modify theurgy. He studied the ability of the magicians and tried to use spells to trigger the Holy Light. As a result, he was swallowed by the Holy Light and turned into a pile of ashes."
Pitman put on a fake smile and humphed twice. "Heh, this is an example that the Holy Light Religion has deliberately publicized to warn those who don't respect the God of Holy Light enough and try to steal the Holy Light by taking advantage of the situation."
"When the clergy of the Church of Holy Light use magic to release a miracle of the Holy Light, they will be swallowed by the Holy Light. But the clergy of the Druil use magic to release a natural miracle of the Holy Light." Gwen looked at the alchemy tools and the inscribed runes and magic circles on the operating table and shook his head slightly. "What do you think is the biggest difference?"
"Because the God of Holy Light is generous." Pitman made a religious gesture in front of his chest. "But the God of Holy Light is narrow-minded."
Gwen looked very serious and serious, but he was completely sure that the little old man had no respect for the natural gods.
Although the Druil's ability had always been regarded as "half divine and half magic", the so-called divine arts here only referred to the sacred process. Everyone who knew the inside story knew that the Druil had long lost the ability to release divine arts. And in this world, without the support of divine arts, the so-called faith would become a pure spiritual sustenance. The natural spirits and various souls that the Druil believed in, to put it bluntly, were they deceiving themselves. So, was Pitman the kind of person who would deceive himself?
If he was, he would at least be able to recite the prayers!
So, Gwen firmly believed that this Druil was a weirdo in the profession, and did not believe in his piety at all. Instead, he continued to look at Pitman with a smile that was not a smile, until Pitman could not hold it anymore and took the initiative to spread his hands. "Of course, I have an explanation …"
Gwen laughed. "I just want to hear the opinion of this Druil."
"It is not that humans have stolen the authority of the gods, but that the gods have cut off the power that originally belonged to humans." Pitman used simple words to say something that was enough to scare a group of people to death in this era.
Of course, he only dared to say this in this place, which was far away from the center of the church, and where the seigneur himself was not a believer.
Seeing that Gwen did not have much of a reaction after hearing these words, and instead nodded slightly thoughtfully, Pitman exhaled and said unhurriedly, "You should know that except for Druil's divine spells, all other divine spells are 'tightly sealed'. Only the clerics of the corresponding religion can perform divine spells under the premise of following the doctrine of the religion, and as long as one of the conditions is not met, even the simplest Holy Light cannot be released. If forcibly released, it will even cause the phenomenon of loss of control and devouring that we just mentioned. Why is that?
"Three thousand years ago, the Druil were still clerics, and they used natural divine spells similar to the God of Holy Light and the God of War. At that time, the Druil's divine spells were actually similar to other clerics, and they had to strictly follow the rules. The slightest deviation would cause the divine spells to go out of control — that is the so-called divine punishment. But later, the legendary White Star Incident happened, and everyone could not perform divine spells, and even prayers were not answered. In the end, they used magic to perform 'natural miracles' that should have disappeared. Why do you think this is?"
Gwen did not say a word, but an answer gradually emerged in his mind.
Because the administrator was disconnected …
After these thoughts flashed through his mind, Gwen looked at Pitman with a strange look in his eyes.
Pitman shrunk his neck uncomfortably.
"Your opinion doesn't seem like something a low-level Druil, a half-assed antique appraiser, a lousy prowler, or a fake hermit would say," Gwen said slowly. "I'm afraid that those scholars who are full of religious history and magic history wouldn't be able to say such things."
Pitman was startled, and then a bitter look appeared on his face. "I told you I shouldn't say it. It's a disaster if I say it out loud …"
"I didn't say I'm going to do anything to you." Gwen changed the topic. "Everyone has secrets. You have secrets, so do I. Amber has secrets too. It's no big deal."
"Why are you talking about Amber all of a sudden?" Pitman curled his lips, feeling a little calmer. "But you just said that those scholars who are full of knowledge wouldn't be able to say such things … I don't agree with that."
As he spoke, the little old man chuckled. "The history of the Druil is not a secret, and neither are the divine spells and magic. Ordinary people may be limited by their status, so they don't know much. But those who are at the top of each religion, have access to all the information, and are extraordinarily smart, can't they think of the same thing as me?
"The smartest people know it in their hearts, but no one says it out loud.
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